2 my soul coveteth, and faileth into the porches of the Lord. Mine heart, and my flesh; full out joyed into quick God [or God alive].
3 For why a sparrow findeth an house to itself; and a turtle findeth a nest to itself, where it shall keep his birds. Lord of virtues, thine altars; my king, and my God.
4 Lord, blessed be they that dwell in thine house; they shall praise thee into the worlds of worlds.
5 Blessed is the man, whose help is of thee; he hath ordained thy goings in his heart,
6 in the valley of tears, in the place which he hath set. For the giver of the law shall give blessing,
7 they shall go from virtue into virtue to strength; God of gods shall be seen in Zion.
8 Lord God of virtues, hear thou my prayer; God of Jacob, perceive thou with ears.
9 God, our defender, behold thou; and behold into the face of thy christ or thine anointed.
10 For why one day in thine halls is better; than a thousand elsewhere. I choose to be abject, either an outcast, in the house of my God; more than to dwell in the tabernacles of sinners.
11 For God loveth mercy and truth; the Lord shall give grace and glory. He shall not deprive them from goods, that go in innocence;
12 Lord of virtues, blessed is the man, that hopeth in thee.
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